Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

“But you were laughing so...lively just now.” Shangguan Rong walked towards him, her long, beautiful legs sitting sideways on the edge of the bed, her full, round buttocks pressing down slightly. Just by looking at the curves of the tight fabric, one could feel the softness of the flesh inside.

"What kind of vivid description is this? Since this is a simulated massage practice, I should at least try to immerse myself in it. What brings you here all of a sudden?"

As Shangguan Rong walked over, the system quietly disappeared. Chu Mingkong took the opportunity to pull Shangguan Rong into his arms, hugged her, and massaged her legs to cover up his earlier embarrassment.

"I'm here to deliver a message. Your master's wife and the Asura King have gone out and said they'll be back in a few days. You don't need to worry. If Ruyu asks, just tell her the same thing."

"Wait, does this mean they've already left?" Chu Mingkong pressed.

"Ah."

"Leaving in such a hurry, without even letting me see you off." Chu Mingkong blinked, then pondered.

It's unlikely that the Asura King and his master's wife were going out together by chance; they were probably doing the same thing.

What the Asura King would do is actually quite predictable—he'd find someone to fight and identify targets, and he definitely wouldn't involve Shen Xuejun as an accomplice. Therefore, the only thing they would handle together is the Rakshasa Society's business...

Is it possible that they need to leave for a meeting?

This matter must be quite significant. The Rakshasa Society seems to have channels to ascend to heaven, and their power is undeniable. I'm really curious!

Chu Mingkong thought for a moment and realized he didn't need to worry. Didn't Grandma Sword Emperor also have membership in the Rakshasa Society? He wondered if he could benefit from her connections and see the true nature of the Rakshasa Society's internal meetings.

"Could there be something important going on?" Shangguan Rong became anxious for Chu Mingkong, her beautiful eyes revealing the sharpness of a talented woman. She was willing to do everything in her power to share Chu Mingkong's burdens.

Chu Mingkong pressed his forehead against Shangguan Rong's and said gently:

"Don't be so nervous. It's not a big deal. If there were any urgent situation, my master's wife and the Asura King would have told me. Otherwise, they wouldn't have left Ruyu here so confidently."

Don't just think about me. Is Rong'er getting used to living in the Sword Emperor's Palace?

Shangguan Rong nodded hesitantly.

If it were Jin Yu, that clever and cunning girl, even if she wasn't used to the place, she would easily say that she was living very comfortably. But Shangguan Rong is so serious that she can't even tell herself a small lie in a relaxed and natural way.

With just that slight nod, the hesitant posture of his neck and the shifting of his gaze, it was clear he was lying.

"To be honest~!" Chu Mingkong's hand landed on the beauty's jade-like waist, with a subtle intention to slide down to her rounded shape.

This was an invisible interrogation directed at Rong'er. Ever since the time in the capital, she had become as sensitive as a frightened bird whenever Chu Mingkong touched her buttocks.

"I'm really used to the accommodations, but I feel a bit... out of place when it comes to spending time with my mother and the others."

"Oh? Why? That shouldn't be the case. Your mother and the others all like you very much and praise you for being capable. Back when they were still busy working in the City Lord's Pavilion, they were extremely satisfied with you and basically treated you as their daughter-in-law."

Chu Mingkong was not exaggerating. Xiao Zhi and Wan Hua both liked Rong'er very much. They were satisfied with her intelligence and competence, and her appearance was impeccable.

"It's not that it's my mother's fault, it's just that I don't feel comfortable spending time with them. Jinyu is chatting and laughing with them, but if I'm there..."

"Just sit there silently?" Based on his understanding of her, Chu Mingkong could already picture it in his mind.

“Yes…” Shangguan Rong admitted helplessly.

In terms of conversation, if Xiao Zhi and the others wanted to discuss music, chess, calligraphy, painting, classics, history, and literature with Shangguan Rong, Shangguan Rong could talk for half a day without repeating herself, displaying her vast knowledge and eloquence.

However, casual conversation is really not an option; if I try to force a topic, it just becomes awkward. Therefore, I spend most of my time accompanying them.

In this respect, Jinyu is indeed the mother-in-law's sweetheart. Whenever she is around, the atmosphere in the house is always lively and cheerful, and there is never a dull moment in the conversation.

"You still care about this? The concubines are all shrewd people. They're not the kind who try to put on a show and make everyone around them smile. Do you think they can't see your serious and somewhat rigid nature?"

If you really want to keep them company, just sitting next to them will show your appreciation, and they'll naturally start chatting with you.

Chu Mingkong guessed that the mothers and children liked Shangguan Rong not only because of her abilities, but also because of her "honest" personality. Wan Hua, in particular, probably disliked women with many ulterior motives the most.

Shangguan Rong's straightforward personality is undoubtedly to their liking; she is without guile, comfortable to be around, and requires no suspicion.

For someone like Shangguan Rong, simply sitting next to Xiao Zhi and the others is enough to show her concern, because if she didn't care, she wouldn't even think of sitting with these elders.

"Speaking of which, how about I ask Balan and the others for some things for you to do? You'll also get to see how things are handled in the Sword Dynasty. You should be quite interested in the internal and external affairs here, right?"

"Okay, as long as it won't make things difficult for you, Mingkong." Shangguan Rong did not refuse.

"Then in the future, don't feel that there's anything wrong with you sitting silently with your mother and the others. Everyone understands and trusts you."

"Ok!"

......

After parting ways with Shangguan Rong, Chu Mingkong turned and walked towards the bathhouse, secretly praying that Grandma Sword Emperor would come out soon so he could see if he could run into his master's wife and the others.

Before long, the desolate smoke from the wilderness slowly drifted over, and the two beauties, Black and White Impermanence, with their trembling breasts, emerged in a sedan chair, but Grandma Sword Emperor was not among them.

"Does this mean that from now on, I can summon the Black and White Impermanence just by thinking about it? Quick, take me to see Grandma Basheng!"

Chapter Ninety-Four: In the Name of the Minotaur!

Although this was Chu Mingkong's second visit, he still had a lot of curiosity about this Netherworld Kingdom.

His solemn eyes reflected the writhing fleshy buttocks of Black Impermanence and White Impermanence, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

The term "goddess" has different definitions in different eras of this world. However, based on the understanding of the last thousand years, a goddess refers to a woman of extraordinary status and exceptional talent.

It's similar to the honorific title of "the chosen one of heaven," and she really is a woman who has the protection of a powerful figure behind her. Her good talent in cultivation alone probably doesn't amount to much.

To take a closer look, the goddess bodhisattva is an example. However, Liu Rushi, a Buddhist believer, was not associated with "nobility." The bodhisattva of boundless intention simply used her as a suitable vessel for manifestation.

However, based on what Chu Mingkong has learned recently, the title "Goddess" should originally belong to a powerful deity.

They were so powerful that they could leave behind this complete underworld kingdom, and even the Black Impermanence and White Impermanence in front of them were just their creations, with a status no different from that of plants.

To expand on this idea, how vast could the largest divine kingdom be, and what other creations would they possess?

"What terrifying power! I can't even tell from your butts that you are creations of divine power. You are called 'underworld plants,' but each one is different. Could it be that the original owner of the underworld was also a butt fetishist? He even took that into account when creating you."

Chu Mingkong's mutterings drew a response from the Black and White Impermanence.

Black Impermanence turned around: "What you said is quite strange, young master. It's really not used to having my buttocks stared at the whole way."

Chu Mingkong then realized that they were still conscious and able to speak:

"You have your own consciousness? Then do you know that your birth was the work of the original goddess of the underworld?"

The White Impermanence's small hand reached to the hem of her skirt, gently hooking it to pull out the fabric that had gotten stuck. She stuck out her rather long, pink tongue:

"Otherwise, what do you mean? Most of the humans outside are born from ordinary people who have no spiritual power. Even the descendants of ordinary people like you have self-awareness. We were created by the power of the goddess, so isn't it only natural that we have self-awareness?"

Chu Mingkong realized that he had indeed made a mistake. He had regarded them as "creations of plants and trees," but their origins might not even be worthy of his human body.

For Black and White Impermanence, being created by divine power is probably no different from the birth and reproduction of humans, and may even be a level higher than normal reproduction.

Why didn't you say anything last time?

"Our master didn't let us speak, nor did he ask us anything, so why should we be nosy?" Bai Wuchang took a few steps, and the soft silk fabric got stuck in the peach's seam again. She gently pulled it out.

The meat looked as soft and bouncy as jelly.

"Besides, the master doesn't seem to like us much, nor does he like this home. If we make too much noise and anger him, it won't be good," Black Impermanence sighed dejectedly.

Chu Mingkong said that Grandma Basheng did not hate you, but simply hated that the power of the underworld had given her extra eternal life.

"By the way, do you know anything about the creator of this underworld, that goddess? I personally have great respect for these ancestors and would like to know more." He wondered if flattering her would win over the trust of the Black and White Impermanence.

Unfortunately, they didn't seem to know either, shrugging and shaking their heads.

"That's something that only the Black and White Impermanence knew many generations ago, which is why they had the opportunity to serve the goddess. We lived in the underworld for many years before a successor came to the underworld."

This means that the power of the underworld can be self-sufficient, continuously "giving birth" to new Black and White Impermanence.

Chu Mingkong observed the several alien warriors carrying the sedan chair. They seemed to truly lack intelligence and were simply created to carry the sedan chair.

True tool

Bai Wuchang said to Chu Mingkong:

"My lord, you must make your master happy more often~ I think that fishing activity is quite good. Next time I will call a few more little devils to wait down there to bite the hook. How can they sleep for decades or hundreds of years all the time?"

"I'll try my best. By the way, are your underwear uncomfortable to wear? Do you want me to give you some advice?" Chu Mingkong had already searched for what he wanted in his field of vision.

However, it was a bit tiring to search for it, and he was too embarrassed to ask the system to help him find such a thing, so he took a roundabout approach and exchanged it for a string of pearl necklaces.

"It is a bit uncomfortable. Why are you saying this, young master? These are clothes left by our predecessors. We can't just change them."

Chu Mingkong thought that this discomfort was entirely self-inflicted. If they were walking normally, they wouldn't be like this, but when these two girls led the way in front of the sedan chair, they walked unsteadily, as if they were performing a shamanistic ritual. How could their clothes not get stuck?

At first glance, they were frightening and eerie, especially in the dim and gloomy environment, where their shadows appeared to be making menacing movements, which was even more unsettling. But after looking at them for a while, Chu Mingkong found them quite cute, especially when they swayed, the pink balls in front of them also swayed along with them.

Chu Mingkong handed them two strings of pearl necklaces:

"Wear it like underwear, and before the fabric sinks in, find something to sink into and hold it in place, so that the fabric has nowhere to sink in!"

"I used to only see worldly nobles wearing jewelry around their necks and heads, but I never imagined they wore it underneath their clothes." Bai Wuchang felt he had learned something new.

"...Hmm? Me too?" Black Impermanence asked innocently. "I'm already used to the fabric."

......

After the two little girls, Black and White Impermanence, escorted Chu Mingkong to his place, they went back to study the newly acquired "close-fitting panties".

Chu Mingkong explained his purpose to Grandma Basheng. After understanding the general situation, the young woman said:

“There was indeed some fluctuation coming from the mask earlier, so it must be that there’s something to say again, but I only attend once in a while.”

What's inside?

"He would have people from the Buddhist community lead the discussion, and the story would revolve around what he said. In order to win people's hearts and build his reputation, he would often tell us where there were great opportunities to be had. Sometimes, some people would try to come to the Sword Emperor Dynasty to plunder resources, and I would secretly step in and take care of them."

Good heavens, no wonder the Sword Dynasty has maintained such a long period of peace. So you sometimes secretly go out to stretch your muscles?

The purpose of this Rakshasa Society has been completely misused!

"Don't the people inside know that Grandma Basheng comes from the Sword Dynasty?"

"They still thought I was the empress of the Heavenly Pole Empire, so I guessed that the empress had the help of the Rakshasa Society to reach out to the Underworld God Kingdom. However, no one knows that my remaining spiritual essence killed her. Considering the possibility of my identity being exposed, I secretly arranged to meet people who were close to my identity years ago and killed them as soon as we met."

This is fine...

Chu Mingkong went straight to the point, afraid of missing the allotted time:

"Grandma Basheng, is it okay to bring outsiders into this Rakshasa Society? I want to see what the Asura King and my master's wife are discussing inside!"

"Yes, it is possible. In principle, one attendant can be brought along."